This is Opus. He was a dog we found wandering around on the streets with heavily matted ears and heartworms. We took him in, treated his worms and gave him a home. He had to be PTS for being a fear biter about a month later, on May 23, 2002.



This was my big boy, Brut. I rescued Brut from an abusive person. My big boy was beaten and shot. I kept him for about 2 years and my landlord made me get rid of him or she would've evicted me. I gave him to some good friends who had a farm where he could run and play.
One week later, he ran away and got hit by a truck and went to the RB. The woman I gave him to swore she thought he was trying to come back to me. Maybe he was...he never ran away when I had him. I still cry when I think of him and how I was the reson he died.